Let’s get back to the important things. Back to Ellen. She and I, although we saw each other three times a week, had not developed a friendship outs...de of hellos and good byes. However, I admired her and her body. I really liked her face and all in her. She also seemed a real nice girl and somebody that you could be friends with. There was a warmth in her that I knew it could be cultivated and develop into a great friendship. I was a little short on friendships lately. She did not seem to have . If she was trying to kill me, why was she trying to save me? Had she had a change of heart? Had I been poisoned? Why would Brenda and Annie want me dead? Why screw me first? Brenda exhaled into my mouth again. Then Annie started pushing on my chest, and hard! I soon realized I wasn't going to be able to fake death if I had to endure any more compressions! My ribs couldn't take it. I reached up and grabbed Annie's tits and held her off me. She struggled to administer the next compression for a. I had finished the first fifth and started on the second when two local officers came in the door. They checked out the bar and left so I figured they were just on their rounds. I was sitting at the table about half passed out when I realized there were three women standing at my table looking down at me. I looked up and there stood my girls, looking mad enough to beat the hell out of me if I was able to talk. Fortunately I was too drunk to be able to speak coherently. I just took another drink. Now I don’t know if you’ve ever had anal in a shower (the best place if you think about it) but it’s f*****g magnificent, she was hissing, I was groaning really loud, we were both cursing our heads off – any other time and we would have been peeing ourselves with laughter.I just couldn’t cum, I don’t know what it was, perhaps the journey, perhaps the sight of her arse moving backwards and forwards on my cock – I just couldn’t cum, so I slowly reached round, found her clit with my right hand and.